"Micah, please stop licking my leg."
"The refrigerator is not a toy!"
"Why does the entire house smell like poop?"
"You have so much food on your face, you look like a Star Wars character."
"Seriously, stop licking my leg."
"Micah, you kind of sound like a demon when you scream like that."
"At least Micah spit up by the cat vomit so I only have to clean it up once."
Ahh, the joys of motherhood.
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